For the second night in a row there was a thunder storm. And for the second night Cole would look over and see his roommate shaking beneath his soft green sheets of his bed. Cole runs a hand through his platinum locks and sighs. A loud crack of thunder caused the quivering mound of being across the room to tremble harder.

“Josh,” he calls out. No answer, only shaking. Cole reaches behind him and turns on his desk lamp, “Josh,” he tries again. The frightened mass stops moving. One blue ear peaks out from the covers, followed by the other among the mass of blue hair. The blue-eyed freshman’s head slowly emerges from the safety of his covers to look over at his upperclassman roommate. Cole sighs, even afraid of a thunder storm he looks adorable. He pushes back his own covers, “Get over here.”

“H-Huh?”

“Get over here,” he repeats.

“I-I-I’m o-o-o-okay,” Josh says almost too quiet for Cole to hear. Another shock of thunder has the catboy back under the covers. Cole sits up fully and glares at the mass across the room.

“Josh get over here.”

“I’m-AH!” a loud pop has Josh out of his bed and tackling the junior in his. Cole shakes his head at the trembling form that has him on his back, Josh’s face buried in his defined chest, his tail tucked against his inner thigh.

Cole manages to pull his covers from in between them and over their bodies before reaching up and dimming the light behind him. He brings his left arm around the frightened teen in an effort to calm him, each crack of thunder causing the petite youth to jump. Josh hugs the platinum-haired teen sides and presses himself as close as possible to the taller one. Cole then takes to stroking the smaller boy’s back, mildly surprised at the muscle definition under his fingertips. He feels the catboy’s legs stretched out on top of his; they are lean and toned just like the rest of him. As he strokes his back he notices that the tip of Josh’s tail is moving in time with him at the side of his knee. He also is aware that the freshman is wearing a rather thin pair of boxers to his complete nudity. ‘Yeah Cole, didn’t really think about that part,’ he thinks as he kicks himself mentally. There was nothing to be done about it now as the boy is atop him and finally beginning to calm down.

“Have you always been afraid of thunder storms?” he asks the petite boy on his lean delicious body. The blue head at his pecs nods. He reaches up with his free hand and threads his fingers through the bed head of his roommate. The death grip the catboy has on his body lessens. Cole goes with the flow and time passes with the jerks from the thunder becoming less and less with his comforting. On one particular pass through the boy’s hair, he brushes against Josh’s ear and gets rewarded with a purr and the boy nuzzling his chest. Cole then scratches him behind his ear and the boy relaxes more. He slides his left hand down his back to Josh’s tail and strokes gently, gaining him a louder purr and the catboy’s hips pushing into him. ‘This may be an interesting night after all,’ he thinks as he feels the freshman come to life south of the boarder.

It isn’t long before Josh realizes what’s happening and looks at his roommate, his face heated with a blush. Josh noticed when he settled on his roommate that the upperclassman was naked and kept his face buried in his chest to hide his own embarrassment. Now that Cole was stroking him in all the right places he knew he wouldn’t be able to hide the erection that was growing in his cotton boxers, “Wh-What are you doing Cole?”

“I’m trying to take your mind off of the storm, that’s all,” he answers as he strokes Josh’s tail. Josh tries to pull away but Cole keeps him where he is, “Calm down Josh, I’m not gonna hurt you.”

Josh continues to squirm, his hips grinding into the upperclassman, “B-B-But…”

“What, it gets you hard when someone strokes you like this?” Cole says pressing the pad of his thumb against the base of his tail. He feels the tip of Josh’s tail slowly inch its way up the inside of his thigh, “I’m cool with it,” Cole watches as his roommate tries to move from him then gives up, his face absolutely kissable in its reddened state. He stops when he feels the younger one stiffen as he realizes what his attempts to get off the older one produced. Cole then loosens his grip on his roommate, “Look, I’ll stop-,”

“No!” Josh bursts out, then blushes harder, “…No…I…I like it,” then buries his face back into Cole’s chest. Cole chuckles and resumes stroking Josh’s tail and ears.

“You have no idea how cute you are when you blush,” Cole says switching ears. Josh looks up at him frowning.

“I am not cute.”

“Yes you are.”

“No I’m not. I wish people would stop saying that,” he grumbles into the defined chest of the upperclassman.

“It’s not like they’re lying about it Josh.”

The catboy huffs then looks back into the gray eyes of his roommate, “Why can’t I be handsome instead of cute?”

“Because you just…are,” Josh then starts pouting, Cole laughs softly, “Ok, ok, you’re handsome,” Josh looks at him for a moment then smiles and rests his head on Cole’s chest again, “...Can I call you cute?”

Josh’s head pops back up, his eyes shimmering from the light above Cole’s head, “…Ok…” He smiles again as he sees the older one smile. Cole’s fingers dance along the cotton covered flesh of his roommate’s ass. Josh pushes back against his fingers and moans softly. He then slides his palm over the firm mound and squeezes gently, pushing the younger’s hips against his own, both at full attention. Josh’s hands move along Cole’s upper body taking in the contours of his shape as Cole makes himself familiar with his rear. Cole comes back to the waist band of Josh’s boxers and dips his fingers beneath the material then stops.

“Is this ok with you?” he asks softly. Josh nods and Cole’s fingers move further under the thin fabric. Josh then lifts his hips and shimmies out of his boxers before settling against his roommate again, the contact of flesh on flesh making both of them moan. Cole caresses his rear then moves to stroke his tail at the base, the freshman’s cock hard and pressing against him. Cole’s pinky brushes at his crack and the petite catboy moans wanting more. He lets his fingers do the walking along the split before dipping his index finger in between. Josh places kisses along his chest as Cole finds his entrance and takes a light brown nipple between his lips as the upperclassman slips a finger inside. Cole groans as he feels his roommate’s tongue dance around his now hardened nub then sucking on the sensitive piece of skin.

“Mmm, Cole,” Josh says releasing his nipple. He looks up into his gray eyes and blushes, “…nothing.”

“What is it Josh?” he replies wiggling his finger inside the freshman. The boy moans and puts his forehead on Cole’s chest.

“…Nothing…”

“What do you want to do Josh?” he asks tipping Josh’s head so their eyes meet, “It’s your call.”

“…I…I want…to…rideyou,” he murmurs the last part looking away, his face more heated.

“What was that?” Cole asks tilting his head to catch Josh’s line of sight, “Josh, look at me, please,” Josh complies, “What ever you want to do I’m fine with it, ok? There’s no need to be shy with me. I am your roommate after all.”

Josh looks at him for a moment then nods, “I…want to ride…you.”

Cole smiles, “See that wasn’t so hard now was it,” Josh lowers his eyes and smiles. Josh had always wanted to be the one riding his partner and not the other way around, but given his stature he was always the one being ridden. Cole reaches up to the drawer just under the lamp and pulls it open. He takes out the all too familiar bottle of lube. Josh takes it from him and pours some over his fingers. Cole arches a brow at this and Josh’s cheeks flame up.

“I…don’t get a chance to do this,” he says shyly, “The others just put me in whatever position they want me in.”

“Well I’m game for whatever you want.”

Josh smiles down at his roommate as he moves his lubed up fingers behind him to his entrance and begins preparing himself. His eyes fall close as he slips his fingers inside and stretches his hole to accommodate the upperclassman’s thick log that lay along the cut abs leaking, waiting to be entrenched within his depths. Josh sits up slightly at Cole’s hips giving Cole the opportunity to view the front of his roommate. Lean and succulent like the rest of him, Cole places a hand on Josh’s chest and lets his fingers wander. He comes in contact with a perky pink nub and pinches it gently making the catboy purr and arches his chest into the touch. Cole takes his free hand and moves down Josh’s side to his hip before moving to take the freshman’s package in his hand.

“This is some piece of work you got here Josh,” he says running his hand up Josh’s shaft, “You’re gonna have a monster by time you leave this place,” the catboy blushes again then breaks into another moan as Cole grips him and strokes firmly. Josh slips a third finger inside of him and begins rocking back and forth between his fingers and Cole’s hand. Soon he takes his fingers from his opening and stops Cole’s hand as he pours lube over the throbbing piece below coating it nicely and making his roommate moan in the process. Once he gets Cole bucking his hips, he lets off of the thick juicy cock and lifts up to receive the thick tube of meat.

Cole guides Josh down on his pulsing shaft, the tightness of his roommate making him heady. Once Josh touches bottom the freshman starts to move up but Cole takes him at the hips and keeps him still, “Hold on Josh,” he says to the pouting blue haired youth, his tail swaying this way and that in frustration at being stopped, “We’ve got plenty of time,” he breathes, the feeling of Josh’s tunnel making him want to flip them over and pound the smaller boy through the bed, “Shit you’re tight,” he closes his eyes and squeezes Josh’s hips. After a few breaths he opens them to a still pouting kitty. He reaches up and pulls Josh down to him and kisses him on the nose, “I needed to get my bearings little one. I didn’t want to cum before you.”

“Can I ride now?” asks a fussy Josh. Cole laughs quietly then smiles. He nods, his eyes falling half mast as he feels himself being pulled from the delicious heat of Josh’s passage. A moan breaks his lips as Josh lowers himself, testing the feel of Cole’s cock inside him. Josh’s tempo increases and soon both are moaning in pleasure outstanding. Cole keeps his hands loose at Josh’s hips letting the smaller one dictate the pace and benefiting greatly from it. He looks up at the boy, his head tilted back, and a light sheen of sweat glistening over his lithe little body, his cock fat and red and dripping desire. Josh is a gorgeous sight like this. ‘We are definitely doing this again,’ Cole thinks as Josh moves faster on his pole. Josh leans forward on his hands and proceeds to piston his hips shoving Cole deep inside of him with each go. Josh grips his cock tighter with each passing minute and Cole knows he’s reaching his end. He slips a hand between them and takes hold of Josh’s cock and matches the catboy’s movements sending the boy’s head back and soon after a loud moan. Cole’s eyes close as he feels Josh grip him even tighter and bucks up into the heat. He feels the hot liquid of his roommate on his abs giving him the go ahead to erupt within the freshman. The pair is then left panting as their orgasms were quite powerful.

Josh lifts his head to look at his roommate, his gray eyes closed and his lips parted, locks of platinum sticking to Cole’s forehead. He squeezes around Cole and gains a moan from the older teen. Cole opens his eyes and looks up at the blue-haired catboy above him. Josh smiles, “I hope you aren’t too tired for another round Cole,” he says.

“Whatever you want little one.”